Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Poland and from Copenhagen.
But I was there.
I was there in 1968.
I was there at the first Can show in Cologne.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1969 to 1975.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Shanghai.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Jakarta kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1976 at the first Soft Boys practice in a loft in Cambridge.
I was working on the guitar sounds with much patience.
I was there when Nile Rodgers started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Coldchain, Rosco P., Featuring Pusha T from Clipse & Boo-Bonic to the punk kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Lindisfarne. All the underground hits.
All kango's stein massive tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Fall record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a snare and a marimba and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Art Ensemble Of Chicago record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a 808.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Man Eating Sloth,
Patti Smith,
The Young Rascals,
Ultravox,
The Dirtbombs,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
The Divine Comedy,
Bill Near,
Metal Thangz,
Can,
Skaos,
Talk Talk,
Arab on Radar,
The Martian,
Main Source,
The Busters,
Aloha Tigers,
Andrew Hill,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Bronski Beat,
Kevin Saunderson,
Tommy Roe,
Bad Manners,
a-ha,
Yellowson,
Sticky Fingaz feat. Raekwon,
Magma,
Delon & Dalcan,
Lou Reed & John Cale,
Godley & Creme,
A Certain Ratio,
Jesper Dahlback,
The Leaves,
Liaisons Dangereuses,
Tubeway Army,
David McCallum,
Hardrive,
Index,
Wally Richardson,
Jawbox,
Kerrie Biddell,
Danielle Patucci,
Excepter,
Darondo,
Echospace,
Mad Mike,
Janne Schatter,
Rites of Spring,
This Heat,
Sandy B,
Bizarre Inc.,
Michelle Simonal,
Isaac Hayes,
Pere Ubu,
Notorious Big And Bone Thugs,
Khruangbin,
Desert Stars,
The Cosmic Jokers,
Cymande,
Black Pus,
Ice-T,
cv313,
48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective, 48th St. Collective.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.